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The Better Way (Poem)

I said
If I could see the light ahead,
Could know the ships I sent to sea
Were blown by Fortunes gale toward me,
I could believe, in matters great or small,
God watcheth over all.

O, selfish heart!
Canst thou not see the nobler part?—
To bear with patience sure defeat,
To upward climb with stubborn feet,
In spite of disappointments iron thrall,
For God is over all!

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